When I was 20 years old,
I found myself in a transitional phase, finishing up my second degree at a local Community College.
Due to recent back surgeries,
I temporarily moved back in with my parents, who provided invaluable support during my recovery.
In this period, I delved into researching various spiritual paths,
particularly captivated by sacred geometry and its profound influence on the universe.
At the time, my brother, David, reached out to our mom with unexpected news.
After being together for over three years,
he and his girlfriend decided to end their relationship.
She would keep the apartment they had rented in a nearby city, leaving David without a place to stay.
He made the decision to move back home temporarily until he found a new place of his own.
While I sympathized with his breakup,
I was grateful for the opportunity to spend quality time with him.
The night before David's arrival, I went to bed as usual.
Being a deep sleeper, I was surprised when I abruptly woke up a few hours later.
In front of me, there was a radiant orb, glowing with a brilliance surpassing that of the Sun.
Strangely, it didn't hurt my eyes, despite its intensity.
While I was in awe of its ethereal beauty, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over me.
My mind kept repeating, "This is God, this is God,"
even though I wasn't particularly religious or inclined to believe in a traditional divine being.
Yet, if there was a higher power, I had always imagined encountering it would be a loving and peaceful experience.
This encounter proved to be the exact opposite.
Trembling with fear, I felt a deep sense of intimidation and powerlessness.
Was I dreaming?
It didn't feel like it.
I was sitting up, looking around my illuminated bedroom, completely immersed in the orb's glow.
Suddenly, the luminous sphere spoke to me in a distinct voice that resonated deeply within me.
Its pitch was brassy, powerful, and masculine,
yet somehow different from that of a man.
The being spoke with remarkable eloquence and delivered a chilling message:
"People whom you love are going to die."
Terrified beyond measure, I trembled and tears streamed down my face,
overwhelmed with a profound sense of helplessness.
I asked myself, "What can I do to save them?"
The orb seemed to comprehend my thoughts and responded aloud,
"You must accept this.
They must succumb to their fate,
and you cannot interfere."
As soon as the being uttered those final words,
I felt myself leave my body, and my vision was filled with a rapid succession of flashing scenes from around the world. Images flickered before me.
majestic mountain ranges, desert-dwelling monks in vibrant orange robes, a woman giving birth, the ancient Egyptian pyramids.
But then, the scenes took a dark turn,
revealing starving children, animal abuse, war, and even atomic bombs.
The planet seemed to face utter annihilation.
Suddenly, everything turned black,
and complex mathematical equations and intricate geometric patterns emerged, shifting kaleidoscopically.
When I finally awoke that morning, I had no recollection of the events that transpired just hours before.
It was a normal day, attending a summer semester course, running errands, and preparing dinner.
Around 6:00 in the evening, I was in the kitchen, excitedly awaiting my brother's arrival.
The song "Riders on the Storm" played on the radio as David walked in with our mom.
However, my dad, who had been in his office on the phone, emerged and called my mom over.
What followed .. was a bone-chilling,
gut-wrenching scream that pierced the air.
The sound triggered a flood of memories, and I instantly knew something was terribly wrong.
My parents entered the kitchen, their faces filled with anguish,
and they proceeded to share the devastating news.
A relative had tragically perished in a Motorhome accident.
While driving on the highway, a front tire blew out, causing the propane tank to explode.
Within seconds, their vehicle was engulfed in flames.
My great aunt, who had been a quadriplegic since the 1980s, and her devoted husband, my great uncle, couldn't escape the inferno.
They had been married for almost 60 years, their love unwavering and inseparable.
It was revealed that they had died in each other's arms.
They were truly remarkable individuals,
and the loss was deeply felt.
Reflecting on this haunting experience,
I remain perplexed by the nature of the orb and its warning of impending death.
Throughout my life, I've encountered many unexplainable events,
but this one continues to haunt me the most.
I have no clue who or what that orb represented.
It's also important to note that I wasn't under the influence of any drugs or alcohol during these encounters.
I share this story in the hope that someone may shed light on the type of entity I encountered
and the significance of its warning.